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Post by Brandi on Mar 12, 2008 6:57:02 GMT -5
*Brandi smiled and took the towels.*
"Thank you very much."
*Pursing her lips for a moment, she gestured to the small table.*
"There is something else you might be able to help with. There's no expectation, but if you're willing to at least hear me out, please...sit."
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Mar 12, 2008 6:59:40 GMT -5
*Nessa looked questioningly up at her with her blue, innocent eyes, expecting that she had done something wrong and that she now would be fired. Nervously she sat down by the table, folding her hands in her lap. She waited anxiously for what Miss Brandi had to say.*
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Post by Brandi on Mar 12, 2008 7:04:28 GMT -5
*Brandi paced for a moment, trying to figure out where to begin. Finally she sat next to Nessa, hoping it would ground her. She didn't know if Cry-Baby would want to sit, so she didn't press the issue.*
"Nessa...I...I mean we..." *She gestured between her and Cry-Baby.* "...have a problem."
Ok, that's a start.
"We need...that is, we are looking for surrogate mothers."
All right. Or just dump it right out there.
*She pursed her lips.*
"I...I can't have children, and I was hoping--we were hoping--that you might consider..."
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Mar 12, 2008 7:08:50 GMT -5
*Nessa's beautiful, blue eyes filled with tears of compassion. She placed her tiny hand over Brandi's.*
"I'm so sorry to hear that. Isn't there anything you can do to help it? A good doctor, or...."
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Post by Brandi on Mar 12, 2008 7:12:30 GMT -5
Not allowed.
*Brandi pulled back slightly, but not away completely. Her eyes lowered.*
"No. I...a surrogate is the only option."
*Emotions started to bubble in her, but she reined them in, lifting her chin to meet Nessa's gaze.*
"And we would compensate you however you would like. That is, if you're willing to consider carrying the child for us."
*Her eyes dropped again instinctively.*
"I'm sorry, I know this is a bit sudden and awkward."
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Mar 12, 2008 7:17:37 GMT -5
*Nessa blushed and looked at her, surprised.*
"You mean.... you want me as a surrogate mother? But... how? I mean....."
*She blushed again and looked down. Annoyed at herself because she couldn't even express herself correctly. She sighed.*
"It's not that I'm not willing to help you, Miss Brandi. You have been kind to me. But... I don't even know how to take care of a baby...."
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Post by Brandi on Mar 12, 2008 7:21:24 GMT -5
*Brandi took her hand gently.*
"It's not like that. We just need you to...
How do I put this politely?
"...carry and bear the child. After that, I will care for it."
*She smiled softly.*
"And you can stay here for the length of the pregnancy. I'm happy to see to your wellbeing. I want both of you to stay healthy."
*She bit her lip a moment.*
"That is, if you're willing."
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Mar 12, 2008 7:25:55 GMT -5
*Nessa looked at her and smiled warmly.*
"I will do anything for you, Miss Brandi. If I can give you a child to make you happy, I will do so."
*She squeezed Brandi's hand gently.*
"I am glad you allow me to stay here, Miss Brandi. But I will feel better if you allow me to help you out in the house while I'm here."
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Post by Brandi on Mar 12, 2008 7:33:09 GMT -5
*Brandi's eyes lit up.*
"Thank you! I can't tell you how much it means to us."
*She nodded.*
"And of course you can still help around here, if it would make you feel better. Just nothing too strenuous, ok?"
*She glanced back to Cry-Baby, her eyes telling of her happiness at the thought of another one down. She turned back to Nessa.*
"I'm not trying to rush things or anything, but if you want me to go so that the two of you might get better acquainted..."
*She lifted her brow questioningly.*
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Mar 12, 2008 7:39:30 GMT -5
*Nessa smiled by sheer joy of making Miss Brandi happy.*
"I am only glad I can help, Miss Brandi. You have been very kind to me. Not everyone hires elf girls seeking jobs here in Paris."
*Something struck her mind.*
"Ehh, in what way will the child be conceived? By artificial insemination, or.....?"
*She looked from Brandi to Cry-Baby, and her beautiful face blushed.*
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Post by Brandi on Mar 12, 2008 7:43:00 GMT -5
*Brandi's smile vanished.*
Elves have that?
*She tightened her lips.*
"I...I'm sorry, Nessa. That technology isn't available yet. So...um...it kinda has to be done the old fashioned way."
*She glanced meaningfully at Cry-Baby.*
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Mar 12, 2008 7:55:24 GMT -5
*Nessa blushed and looked down. The thought of sleeping with a stranger felt very awkward. But she had promised Miss Brandi to help, and she couldn't back out now. She swallowed and lifted her head, bravely meeting Miss Brandi's gaze again.*
"I.... I understand, Miss Brandi. But I promised to help you, and I will."
*She looked shyly at Cry-Baby. He didn't look too bad. Maybe this didn't have to be as bad as she expected. Still she felt a bit nervous.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Mar 12, 2008 10:10:24 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby swallowed, his mouth dry. He'd admired the way Brandi had gone about it--though Nessa's reaction made him wonder if maybe it wasn't she and Brandi who should hook up. But he stepped in now.*
"Look, we appreciate your help an' all. I mean, we would. But if this ain't somethin' you're up to, we're not gonna make you."
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Mar 12, 2008 11:04:19 GMT -5
*Nessa shook her head and blushed.*
"Oh, no. That's fine. I'm glad to help, really. And Miss Brandi has been so sweet and helpful to me. I'm ok with it. I was just a bit surprised, that's all."
*She smiled shyly.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Mar 12, 2008 11:15:46 GMT -5
"So were we," *he said, smiling at Brandi. This was almost as weird as picking them up himself. Would it be strange, for Brandi, having the girl under her eyes with that constant reminder fattening her up? CB thought fondly of his sister Pepper. Girl sure loved bein' knocked up.
He turned back to Nessa.*
"You let us know what would make you most comfortable, okay? Don't know much about elves, so I don't know what... Er..."
*How, exactly, did one say "let's go make a baby"?*
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